Saturday, October 18, 2008

Ice-cream

I knew, that after sometime
sadness doesn't make sense.
So I went my way, had an ice-cream
and melted the sadness under the sun.

But my friend who had a way with words
said he would go out and make it a point to the world
He moved lot of people to tears.

Now he is famous and all worried
as his tears vaporize
into words in the limelight.

He misses the evenings on the bench
with wetted palms.

4 comments:

Rukhiya said...

Wetted? Quite unheard of. The first two stanzas were effective. The thought is original, like always :)

Usha Pisharody said...

Occupational Hazard:) When one uses words when one has a way with them, there might be very little one can use for oneself!!

That was just a light-hearted thought! I did like the metaphor right through, and the dim realization that comes along with the last two stanzas!

As Rukhiya has said, a very original thought!

pranabk said...

Cannot put at what exactly, but liked it much!

Mahita said...

"...So I went my way, had an ice-cream
and melted the sadness under the sun. "....

Quite a thought and kash! it could be as simple as that...
but a lovely thought thought though and original too :)